Chapter 163 Are you looking for Huo Bing?

Shen Qing then thought: "Second Uncle, have you heard any news?"

Mr. Jiang gave him an admiring look.

The others came back to their senses. Yes, the village chief must have called them here to tell them some news, not to announce that the person was an official!

Shen Qing still grasped the key point!

Seeing the silence, Master Jiang said, "Two things. First, a notice will be issued tomorrow. The bad news is that only the bitter cold lands will accept the disaster victims. The good news is that our destination, Jincheng, is also among them.

However, as one of the closest receiving areas, Jincheng will inevitably have the largest influx of disaster victims."

The land in the fertile areas has long been reclaimed and owned by owners, and there is no shortage of population. Only the hot and humid areas in the south and the bitterly cold areas in the north are sparsely populated and lack people to reclaim and cultivate the land, so they are willing to accept disaster victims.

The villagers didn't care about that. They just knew that the place they chose was among them. With the imperial court's decree, it would be much easier for them to settle down!

Suddenly cheers rang out one after another.

"Once we receive the disaster relief grain, seeds, farm tools, and other supplies from the imperial court, we can set off!"

"It doesn't matter if we bring too much stuff, but it certainly can't happen to other disaster victims. I guess it will be converted into silver."

"Wow, no way! How much money will they give out? Is it calculated per person or per household? If it's calculated per person, I have a large family, so I'll make a profit!"

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Shen Qing listened quietly and felt happy too.

After the discussion died down, Second Master Jiang continued, "Forget about the silver. Even the rations are scarce. From what Lord Song said, the disaster victims from all over the country will ask the local officials for them when they arrive at the receiving areas.

Or wait for local officials to distribute farm tools, seeds, etc."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

No, how much food will so many disaster victims get from this year to next? And what about heating, farm tools, and grain seeds? Can we count on local officials to provide them?

This bitter and cold land is already poor, and now there are so many disaster victims. Even if the court extorts a lot of money, how much of it will actually benefit the victims?

Everyone finally understood why Mr. Jiang emphasized that there were many disaster victims in Jincheng.

When there are too many disaster victims, the supplies they can get will be pitifully few, and they can't even rely on local officials!

"What should we do?" Granny Qin asked in panic.

This is also the voice of everyone.

We ate well along the way because of Shen Qing, but the current rations are definitely not enough until the new grain is harvested next year.

Especially in Qili Village, which has two harvests a year, wheat can be harvested in April and May. But I heard from the village chief that Jincheng is located in the north and the winters are extremely cold, so we don’t know what the situation is. If we go there, we won’t be able to farm and we can only wait until next spring to sow, and the harvest will have to wait until next autumn!

Next autumn, people will starve to death without staple food.

Even if they have money, if a family of more than ten or twenty people has a headache or fever, they still need to build a house and buy winter clothes and bedding... How much of their saved money can be used to buy food?

Is the food we buy enough to feed this whole family?

Being hungry is not a pleasant feeling, and the more people think about it, the more panicked they become!

Mr. Jiang had been thinking for a long time in the afternoon, and sighed, "What I mean is that as soon as the notice comes out and we get some food for the journey, we'll set off!

We have a lot of belongings, but we have a donkey. We can walk more every day and get to Jincheng before the other disaster victims. We can find a place near the mountains or water and cultivate the land if possible. If not, we can store wild vegetables and wild animals for the winter!"

The other disaster victims didn't have much either, but it was precisely because they had nothing that they were dissatisfied with the small rations and would make noise and quarrel, and there was no need for them to get involved.

Everyone's situation is different, and they all bring their belongings with them. Only if they arrive early can they choose a place that suits them, seize the time to open up wasteland, sow seeds, and build houses, so as not to be slow at every step!

"Okay! Let's wait for the notice!"

"I agree."

Shen Qing had no objection.

The disaster relief food must be of poor quality. Just look at the porridge distributed these past two days and you will understand. It is not much better than the bran used to feed pigs in China.

But what she couldn't swallow was the life-saving food for others. Who would be willing to throw away the life-saving food?

You must get it.

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On the other side, Sun Xiaomai asked the newcomer in surprise, "Are you talking about Huo Bing? A woman around twenty years old?"

The little maid frowned and said unhappily: "Yes, homophones are also fine. As long as those of you who know the answer follow me to see my master, there will definitely be a generous reward.

If you don’t have any, get out of the way!”

She looked at Wang Fugui, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "You are the village chief, right? Go ask your team if anyone knows anything. I have to go to the next place to inquire, so don't delay me from returning to report!"

Wang Fugui rubbed his hands in surprise and said anxiously, "Miss, there's no need to rush to the next place! We'll find out later."

The maid raised her eyebrows and asked again to confirm: "You can't lie. If you don't, there will be no benefit. It will be a wasted trip."

Sun Xiaomai beside her nodded continuously: "I know, I know! We are all kind-hearted people and would never do such a deceptive thing. Miss, you really asked the right people. Take us to see your master and claim the reward."

At the same time, she thought that it was fortunate that Fugui was the village chief, so the little maid went to ask the village chief as soon as she arrived. Otherwise, if she asked the Zhang family, her family would have nothing to do.

Oh, the Zhang family is in chaos right now, and I’m afraid they don’t have the mood to take care of other things.

She nudged her husband with her elbow and asked curiously in a low voice, "I wonder what this little maid's master wants to talk to Huo Bing about?"

Wang Fugui glanced at the officers and soldiers on either side of the little maid and scolded her in a low voice, "Stop asking about your business!"

Sun Xiaomai curled her lips, then excitedly guessed what the reward would be.

The two walked along a long road, turned several times and entered a deserted yard. When they finally saw the maid's master, they were stunned.

Aren’t these the two women in the soup kitchen?

Wang Fugui fell to his knees and told Huo Bing everything about his situation.

"Are you saying that she was sold to your village as a child bride at the age of ten?" Qiu Yi stroked her long nails and asked.

Wang Fugui nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it was sold to the Jiang family."

"Then can you bring the person here?" Lai Ma asked anxiously.

Wang Fugui said in embarrassment, "I have already left Qili Village. I am no longer in the same village with her. Besides, the village management is very strict, so they won't come out easily."

Qiu Yi narrowed his eyes and asked, "You won't come out even if I ask you to come and collect the disaster relief food?

By the way, why didn’t I see her during the two days of the porridge distribution? Is she too sick to move?

Sun Xiaomai said anxiously, "The Jiang family has an easy life. Every meal is either meat or fish, and they also have white flour and rice. That's why they look down on porridge mixed with bran!"

Hearing this, Qiu Yi broke her long nail with force, feeling the pain, and she gritted her teeth in hatred.